If This Sounds a Little Fishy, It Just Might Be, You Be The Judge: #fff

You may think that this meal had me sweating bullets while hunched over the stove for hours, well it did.
But the real work occurred hours before.

You see we like to eat as much of our own homegrown food as possible, and that includes the fish you will see in this meal.

With the weather in the low teens, our pond was frozen solid. Breaking a hole through the foot of ice that blanketed the pond was not easy, but the sacrifices that one has to make to get off of the grid are well worth it.

With @farm-mom craving swordfish, I would not disappoint. I didn't care how long I had to sit in the cold, with my worm in the water, I would not go home empty-handed.

What do you think I'm stupid, I know that swordfish is a saltwater fish, but I trained the ones I stocked in our pond to be freshwater fish.
After pulling the lunker from the hole I had put in the ice, it was time to get busy.
I marinated the swordfish steaks I had filleted from the 200 pound monster in a combo of garlic, orange marmalade, extra virgin olive oil, and a little soy sauce, for about 2 hours.

Holy toledo was it a battle maneuvering this fish out of the hole in the ice while trying to avoid the wrath of his sword.

With the oven preheated to 400 degrees, it was time to cook the fish.

Farm-mom would be so proud of me. Not only was I doing the cooking, but I had also caught the fish, swordfish that is, straight out of the pond.

I had to check the swordfish several times. I've read somewhere that trained freshwater swordfish tend to cook a little quicker than the untrained saltwater version.

Just right, nice and moist on the inside.

Homegrown potatoes smashed version, you know when you leave the skin on. Smashed potatoes pairs very nicely with all freshwater fish.

Oops, I had better let farm-mom know that dinner is ready before those dam mice leave nothing for us humans.

All in all, I was very pleased with the final results and my lovely bride was blown away with the dish I had created just for her.

When I told her about my ice-fishing escapade, right away she started asking questions. I politely reminded her that it was not polite to talk with your mouth full, and I would fill her in on the details after dinner.
My hope was to put her into a food coma, enough with all the inquiries.

Happy fishing everyone. You know what they say,
A bad day of fishing is better than a good day at work,
and if you believe a word in this post,
its been a great day of fishing because you just took the hook, line, and sinker. 😁

It's 1:30 AM and I had better get to bed, I've heard farm-mom wants some freshwater lobster tomorrow and I'll need to do get my worm in the water again bright and early.
This meal was inspired by TRUE LOVE. Talking about love, I love the guys who run #fff @idig, @jlsplatts, and @dandays, even though someone forgot to put my entry from last week into Round 77 - 01.10.20 😁😁😁